Aside from a couple of photographs, drawings, and cameras of Henri Cartier Bresson’s on the top floor, the rest of this small building is devoted to special exhibitions of other photographers. It’s like a gallery – neutral walls, a teeny bit of wall text as you enter the room. There seems to be a commitment to period prints made by the photographer instead of modern reproductions, which is nice, but… the whole thing is a bit blah. Maybe that’s because I’m not such a fan of the work of Robert Doisneau, currently on display. Soooooo many photographs of bleak factory landscapes. A must-do if you’re toting a vintage Leica around Paris; otherwise, meh.
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